THIRTY-THREE.

Rory POV

Rory's story

I've been in this school for about a year and few extra weeks, I did end up falling head over heels in love with my daddy. Vincent is the greatest daddy ever, he might be a little....okay maybe a lot strict and won't let me get away with anything but he's still the best.

I don't go to little space often although I do try. I only go there when I'm in pain or trouble with daddy, his dominant voice make little me wanting to get out and play. Since my little age is three its school rules that I wear diaper, have a pacifier on me the whole time and I have to drink a bottle.

Before I came here I was in an orphanage, my parents never wanted me so they gave me up when I was only a few days old. That shit holl that I grew up in taught me a few things like stealing, hiding my pain, never to cry, how to hide from the other big kids.

On my sixteen birthday I ran toward a classification center, told them my age and that I would love to be send anywhere but the orphanage. T